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Okay, we’ll admit we’re still not over AfroPunk Fest, especially not the epic performance by headliner Grace Jones. Not too familiar with Ms. Jones? Well, something might be seriously wrong with you. But here’s a brief history lesson.

After an amazing experience in Paris, our time has come to a close. Of course, leaving such a beautiful, historical, inspirational and iconic city is heartbreaking, but Des Phosphènes wouldn’t be half as developed as it’s become if this incredible experience hadn’t taken place.

On a professional level, the inevitable involvement in the world’s most elite fashion industry has opened several doors. The initial introduction to the beautiful chaos that is Paris Fashion Week provided the knowledge and motivation that allowed our firsthand coverage of the fall 2014 menswear shows. Meanwhile, the stunning scenery that makes up every inch of the City of Lights helped create the Paris Editorial Series, which consisted of several projects that became defining elements of this site. Though we didn’t necessarily skyrocket to the top of the fashion industry, thanks to Paris, there has been more progress than ever before.

Never before have I fallen so deeply in love with a city, and I’m extremely thankful for all that Paris has given me. Although I’ve already commented on how much Paris has touched me, nothing could ever adequately explain how magical this city truly is. I can’t wait for the next opportunity to return to this dreamlike experience.

It’s kind of funny. I’ve been in Paris for over 3 months, and even though I’ll still be here until the end of January, I’m starting to get a bit of that excruciating nostalgia that accompanies the finale of every great journey. All of the editorial pieces, Paris Fashion Week coverage, and other projects wouldn’t have been possible if I hadn’t come here, but I feel like I need to take a moment to step away from the professionalism and get a little personal.

The first time seeing the Eiffel Tower could be best described as an emotional experience, and if that doesn’t do it for you, just wait until it sparkles at night. The same beautiful lights outline every avenue and boulevard, from the iconic Champs Élysées to the unbelievably chic Saint Germain. While navigating through crowds of immaculately put-together Parisians, you could probably collect enough immaculately crafted sculptures and architectural details to put in a museum. But why do that when the real museums present endless resources to explore unlimited subject matter? Although Paris’ typical smells might not always be the best, every taste of every meal is a reminder that there is such a thing as culinary artwork.

No matter how many books, films, or anecdotes describe Paris as the most magical place on Earth, it’s difficult to adequately convey how indescribably incredible it feels to be here. Nowhere else could truly embody the idea of “giving me life”; I’ve never been in a place where I consider nearly everything beautiful, where there’s so much history and culture in every crevice.

Stepping completely out of my comfort zone, I have never felt more inspired, motivated, or genuinely happy as I do while in Paris. The only thing I’m more thankful for than the experience I’ve had so far is the fact that this amazing dream is not yet finished.

Although no photo could every completely do this real-life fantasy justice, here’s a selection of some I’ve taken so far.I